Returning from the Immortal World
Chapter 682 Drawing a Blade to Help
Grove Bear's despicable speech was crowned by him. But the blood and cruelty between the lines, and the burning ambition of the bear, revealed his most sincere mood.
Humans.
Perhaps in his eyes, it's just a tiny little ant. He thought he was at the top of the food chain, but he was ruled by humans, and his unwilling and murderous crucifixion of character eventually led him to become an assassin, hiding in a dark sky, relentlessly harvesting a life.
Han Jintong had already felt desperate at the moment, but there was no chance of survival, but he suddenly let go of his heart and overcome that fear. With the inevitable thought of death, he lifted his chest and forcefully rebutted: “My Chinese Summer Nation is a great nation, 5,000 years old, with a hero of iron bones and wise saints in every age. The first point I made in my most convincing Three-Word Book was that people were good in nature at the beginning. In your character, known as‘ evil ’in our Chinese Summer Country, since ancient times there have been' invincible evils’, which is why you poor, armed, evil heretics can ultimately only hide in the dark and perpetuate your asthma. ”
Evil heresy?
Grove bears clenched their fists and swelled with killing intentions. He hates that name, because the bastards in the goddamn Castle of Light love to call them that.
“To kill him, I needed to see the scenes of the crumbling flesh and the bloody rain, and I needed to see the scenes of his soul moaning in pain.” The groovy bear growled furiously.
In the distant mountains.
Two shadows hide behind a large tree and watch the scene in the valley through a telescope. In the middle of the night, the following is clearly seen through the telescope. However, their faces are filled with tension and their gaze occasionally moves away from those demons, falling not far from them.
There!
Lying on four people they need to look up to.
“How? ”
“Wait!”
Four latent middle-aged men, communicating through gestures. Although an animal of werewolf descent took off his heavy hammer and walked towards Han Jintong with a smile, and another vampire took out a black bottle with an evil breath, they did not move.
They cannot act without orders. They wait until the boss tells them or the boss tells them to come.
“Too bad! ”
Golden Lion's heart sighed. Although he had been abroad for more than 10 years, his bones were flowing with Chinese and Summer blood. Faced with white hair and scarred Han Jintong, his old body was quite straight. The steel bones said a few words of his approval, he was about to be killed, making him regret.
Han Jintong was unarmed, looked at the Kui Wei Man walking in with his bare hands, biting his teeth to mobilize the few remaining true elements in his body. He would not sit idly by and, despite the circumstances before him, he made a dark vow that even if he died in the hands of the other party, he would pay the other party a painful price.
“I assure you, you will not leave China Summer alive. Wait! There will come to you the mighty terror of your chestnuts, and they will kill you all. ”
Han Jintong drank and didn't see Saint Jenna flying back to him, like an arrow from the string pounding at the Orc. His qi and blood boil, his muscles tighten to the limit, and the power of his limbs continues to pass in order to explode into the strongest strength of the moment.
“Stupid human. ”
An expression of ridicule appeared on the face of the beast, his wrist flipped, and a heavy hammer whistled down his head. This hammer is very fast, and if it is hit, even the iron will be smashed into mud.
“Boom...”
Heavy hammers penetrate the shadows and heavily hit the cold muddy land. Han Jintong did not hide, he was like a barbaric bull, fully rushed into the beast's arms, a sharp fruit knife was pulled out of Han Jintong's body, hard stabbed into the beast's heart, in the moment of the beast retreat, the side sky turned huge kick force punched on the beast's side face.
The sharp fruit knife is broken into two pieces, piercing only the skin of the animal and causing little damage. And while the Orc was kicked out several meters on one side, it instantly stabilized itself. Instead, it was a moment of retrograde animal talent when a heavy hammer was thrown at Han Jintong's arm, causing his left arm bone to break and his body to be struck out.
“Phew…”
Saint Jenna waved her wings and instantly rushed to the place where Han Jintong fell. As she spread her wings to cover Han Jintong, those red eyes released the mad killing machine. She's only in her 200s, and at vampire age, she's just a girl of about 20 years of age among humans. Han Jintong is her teacher. She has been with Han Jintong for many years and has earned her great respect.
The Orc rubbed a little bit of blood from his lower chest, grinning strangely: “The power of humans to reach your level is quite remarkable. Unfortunately, you don't have sharp artifacts, and my flesh is harder than diamond. So... you can't kill me, but I can kill you easily. St. Jenna, you little fucking bat, get out of here, or I won't mind ravaging you first. ”
St. Jenna screamed sharply: "Without them, I could easily kill you, you stupid wolf. Get out of here, or I'll drag you to death. ”
The Orc stared at St. Jenna with disdain, as if he heard the funniest thing in the world. He lifted his furry back and pointed his finger at his nose and asked: "Drag me to death? You like bragging little bats, you're the real fool, aren't you? You want to blow your heart out? Even if you blow your heart out, I won't die. ”
Saint Jenna knows the Orc is right, and the strongest thing she can do is blow up her heart. But since her heart exploded, she will also be blown to pieces and die directly.
The Orc laughed. “Are you scared? Give it to your grandfather and I'll fuck off, or he'll blow your balls off. ”
Suddenly.
A faint voice came along and the tone was full of sarcasm: "Anyone who dares to say that the Orc possesses wisdom in the future will definitely think the other person is an idiot. A female vampire, how could there be... ahhh...”
The beast's face changed and he turned around quickly, shouting, “What the fuck? Get your grandpa out of here. ”
Whoa, whoa! Whoa, whoa!
Four lightning shadows, coming out of the woods, they hovered the flying sword around them, as if four long rainbows were shooting at the beast, sparing the beast the speed of reaction, but the four flying swords still ripped off the beast's skin, leaving four bloody mouths on him.
Tang Xiu's figure fluttered. Behind him was Moabu and six other celebrity winery masters, who appeared in the blink of an eye.
The four Golden Lions retracted their swords and looked at the beast in cold blood. They won't hesitate to launch the fiercest attack just by a single call from Tang Xiu.
The groof bear who was holding the ticket suddenly contracted his pupils hard, and at the moment Tang Xiu and others appeared, he had a bad feeling in his heart. The mysterious ancient kingdom of the East, there is a special human being, who is called a monk by the dark forces of the West.
The Grove Bear instantly determined that these people were absolutely monks because they were too fast and used weapons like Dark Demons or Light Sacred Artifacts that could be manipulated by special means and could control the killing of enemies.
But!
Wait for yourself. Don't offend them. What kind of forces are they? Why did you get involved in this?
“Who are you? ”
Grove Bear was cautious and he was reluctant to get into any other trouble in order to accomplish his mission. The power of the monks, many races are constrained, like the old men who protect St. Jenna, who, although poor in strength, should also be monks.
“Wait...”
Grove bears suddenly look different and have a stronger premonition that their hearts are bad: are they with the old guys who protect Saint Jenna?
Tang Xiu ignored the groof bear, but blinked his eyes and looked at Han Jintong, protected by Saint Jenna. There was some regret in the dark. Knowing that Han Jintong was going to help himself against these dark species abroad, he gave them a direct favor.
“Take it! ”
Tang retracted his hand and removed the porcelain bottle and threw it at St. Jenna's.
St. Jenna was like a bird of shock, Tang Xiu and others came to give her joy and worry. Happily, these people had just arrived to attack the beast. The worry was that she did not know what the origin of these people was. If she had just done so simply because the other party had spoken loudly, herself and the professor were still struggling to escape.
“What is this? ”
Saint Jenna asked hard.
Tang Xiu said faintly: "Take it to the old man and heal his injuries. ”
“This…”
St. Jenna hesitated and wondered if she could trust each other, in case anything in this jar was poison, the professor would be poisoned.
Han Jintong's breath was very unstable, but since Tang Xiu and others appeared, the despair in his eyes disappeared without a trace, replacing it with a full ecstasy.
“Saint Jenna, give me something. ”
Han Jintong pushed away to protect his wings, reached over the porcelain bottle, opened it and poured the wound medicine directly into his mouth. As the scarce true elements flow through the meridian, the pills become a rolling flood, flowing instantly to his limbs and remains. And that particular potency was constantly healing his wounds.
“Thank you, Mr. Don. ”
Han Jintong came from the heart of gratitude.
Tang Xiu snorted: “Remember my words, I don't always have to pay for saving people, and there are no deals to be made in this regard. I can help you get rid of these exotic aliens, but you have to answer my question. ”
Han Jintong finally understood why when he asked Tang Xiu for help, Tang Xiu refused directly without listening to what he had asked for. Turns out, it was Dong Xiu who was dissatisfied with the tone of the deal. To understand that, besides laughing bitterly, he no longer knew what words to use to describe his mood.